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jonah - ptsd

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janah

WARNINGS
basically a part two of the last jonah one, only it's janah since everyone said fuck jeben supremacy :'(

bottom jonah bc i said so >:(

little bit of TW, it's not as dark but there are a few mentions of r*pe & panic attacks

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jack came up from behind jonah, hugging him from the back as he wrapped his arms around his waist. jonah let out of comforted sigh, placing his hands on top of jack's when he felt the younger lay his head on top of his shoulder.

"hey baby." jack smiled.

"hi." jonah repeated, swaying slightly as he relaxed into jack's touch, "missed you."

"i've only been gone for an hour." jack chuckled.

"an hour that lasted forever." jonah whined.

jack huffed out a laugh, turning the older around as he hugged him gently, pressing a kiss to his collarbone.

"i'm here now, bubs." jack reassured, dragging a hand up and down the boy's back.

jonah smiled into jack's embrace, breathing in jack's signature scent.

"what do you wanna do? watch a movie? call ray and bry? sleep?"

"i don't care, 'jus wanna be you with you." jonah mumbled.

jack cooed, running a hand through the brunette's hair. "c'mon, let's go cuddle. we can put on a movie, hm?"

jonah nodded, jack grabbing his hand as he led the boy up to their room, leaving the brunette's ptsd medication in the drawer, untaken for the day.

"c'mon, you seem tense, are you okay?" jack asked, concern laced in his tone as he set jonah onto the bed.

"i'm fine, i just wanna be around you." jonah mumbled, not giving much off as his reclusive behavior worried jack.

"okay, okay." jack nodded, deciding not to pressure the boy into anything, trusting that he would come to him whenever he was ready.

it'd been about 2 years since jonah's life was essentially upturned. after his sudden escape to europe where he had finally mustered up courage to talk to the boys, he was convinced into starting therapy, seeking help to try and take his life back.

he eventually moved back in with the boys, eben and jonah ending their relationship as the older blonde understood that he needed to focus on himself for a little while, though happy for jonah and jack when they informed him of their relationship later on. bryana, ravon, and eben continuing to travel the world before deciding to move to LA with the persuasion of the boys.

jonah had been getting better, he had. some days were far harder than others; he'd have days where the boys could touch him without asking, and he'd be fine, other days it'd be a grab around his wrist that sent the boy into a flashback, fear settling deep inside him as a panic attack took over him.

his therapist had diagnosed him with uncomplicated post traumatic stress disorder, starting him off on prescription pills to aid in his recovery. jonah had always been on top of his medicine, not really having a choice as the boys had control of them, making sure the oldest had stayed on top of it.